Unknown territority (Kiara)

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Wincing as he climbed in through an open window, Jonathan looked at his right hand. He had gone out for another night of vigilantism, and some mugger he had taken on had managed to slash, cutting it wide open. Running to his dorm room, he quickly opened the door and went into the room. He closed it, and walked to his bed, and sat on it. Latley, he had been becoming a bit arrogant. He had believe he was invincible....Tonight had brought that belief crashing down around him. Grabbing some bandages that were on his nightstand incase he ever got hurt, he ripped one apart and quickly bandaged his hand.

Rubbing his face with his good hand, Jonathan sighed and carefully took off his “Spider Hoodie” costume. He then put on a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, and a green and blue checkered shirt. Rubbing his face again, he lay down on his bed and sigh. He was exhausted, and he wondered how Kiara was. She had seemed fine when she got out of the medical labs a while ago. Remembering his first visit to her brought a smile to Jonathan’s face. He heard a knock at his door, and said “Come on in. Its open.”

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Kiara had heard the running footsteps when she had woken up in the middle of the night. She wasn't sure what had caused her to wake. Then she heard the running footsteps. She remembered that Jonathan had a side job as a vigilante. Why the hell did he do that? She put a light blue bathrobe over her pale purple fleece pajamas and walked to the door. It must've been Jonathan, she decided. But why had he run down the hall? Was he hurt? That had to be it. She opened her door and made her hand glow blue. She could see without turning the lights on. She slowly approached Jonathan's room. She had seen him walk into it the night they had met. She knocked quietly on the door.

"Come on in. Its open."

Kiara opened the door slowly, slipping inside and closing it after her. She allowed the blue around her hand to fade back into her skin. She looked over at him, then saw his hand. She gasped quietly and rushed over to him. "You have no idea how to bandage a wound," she observed. She removed the bandages he had just placed. "You have to disinfect it first." As she spoke, she reached into the pocket of her bathrobe and pulled out a first-aid kit. She had unconsciously grabbed it as she left her room. She pulled out an alcohol pad. "This is going to sting, but it'll be better in the long run," she said as she opened the pad and ran it over his wound. She shot him an apologetic glance as she tossed the pad in the nearby trash can. She grabbed one of the bandages from Jonathan's pile and opened it. She carefully put it in place, tossing the scraps in the trash. "That should do it," she said. She looked up at him. "What the hell were you thinking?" Her eyes glimmered with unshed tears. "Your vigilante life is too dangerous... Please... Stop this..." She took his injured hand gently in both of hers. "If you don't stop, someone will find out... If it's that man... You'll be in more trouble than if you just quit now." She still didn't know his name. That man that was always hard to please, who had come into her room in the med lab to check up on her. "Don't do this to yourself..." Don't do this to me, she finished silently.

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Jonathan sighed as he looked at his hand. Lately, more people had been attempting to kill him when he was out as Spider-Hoodie, and he was seriously thinking about giving it up. It wasn’t just that it was becoming too dangerous. It was affecting his studying and classes, and it was probably time to give up. While he had been a vigilante for seven weeks here, he had actually been a vigilante for two years before. Making his final decision, Jonathan knew what he should do. However, his train of thought was stopped when he saw that it was Kiara at his door. When she came in, he froze a bit. He was worried about what she would say or do when she saw his bandaged hand.

Kiara’s reaction suprised Jonathan. He knew he might have bandaged it wrong, but he was glad she was trying to help him. He said quietly “Well, yeah. I never really learnt how to properly bandage a wound.” When she sterilized the wound, he winced and bit down a yelp of a pain. He wondered if Kiara was angry at him, or worried about his safety. It was probably worry about his safety, but he was unsure at the moment. When she finished bandaging his hand, he was a bit taken back when she said “What the hell were you thinking?” Looking at the unshead tears in her eyes, he realized that his decision to give up being a vigilante was probably right. He was hurting her if he kept this up, and others would find out. Kiara even thought someone would find out. She mentioned a man... Was it Logan? He had been near the medical labs when Jonathan had left, so it was entirely possible that it was Logan she meant.

Kiara’s final plead helped Jonathan make his decision completly final. Looking into her eyes, he said “Kiara, I’ve been thinking about this for a while now. People are starting to think Spider-Hoodie is someone that can easily be killed. And seeing as this is causing more people attack me when I am out as him. Tonight helped me to make a decision about what to do about my Vigilante life. I’m going to give it up. Its for me, and you as well. If its hurting you, I don’t want to hurt you.” Stroking one of her hands with his, he said “I figured that, eventually, I’d have to give up being a vigilante. And it’s the best thing now. I am sorry for hurting you with this.”

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Kiara smiled when Jonathan said he was going to give up his vigilante life. She wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, tears starting to run down her own. "Not to mention that one of the many telepaths here would find out one way or another," she said quietly. "Uncle Charles would probably find it out from me..." She released him and wiped her cheeks with the sleeve of her bathrobe.

"I don't want you to get hurt any more," she said. He probably realized that already, though. "If it were any more serious than a simple flesh wound, you might have ended up in the med labs. And not as a visitor. You wouldn't be able to hide it then. You'd have to explain, and the telepaths at least can tell if your not being truthful." She brushed a strand of her long red hair back behind her ear. She knew of Jean and her uncle, but she'd also heard about another telepath. Most people simply referred to her as Frost. Who was this mysterious woman? She shook herself mentally. That could wait. Jonathan was her present concern. That and not getting caught by a teacher emerging from a boy's room.

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Jonathan smiled when Kiara wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. He had fallen for her fast when they had first met, and he loved spending time with her, even if there was a chance they could get in trouble for being in the company of each other at night. When he saw her tears, he wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her close as she wiped them away. He said “They probably would have found out, but now, there is a chance they will not.” He was going to try and shield the memories of him being a vigilante. While the professor and Jean Grey could possibly break through the shield, he still wanted to try it.

Kiara’s concern for him made Jonathan hold her slightly tighter. He was not holding her very tight, and he said quietly “You don’t have to worry about me getting hurt. I’m giving it up. And if it had been a more serious wound, I would have went to the med lab and confessed my vigilante career.” Kissing her cheek, he looked into her eyes and said “I’m sorry if this upset you. I should have stopped this a while ago. Ever since then, it had been getting more and more dangerous. People have been trying to injure me for a while now, and I was planning to retire soon anyway.”

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Kiara smiled when he said he was planning to retire. "Thank you," she said quietly. She looked at the digital alarm clock that was in every student's room. "Crap! I gotta get back to bed..." She looked at Jonathan and quickly kissed his cheek one more time before standing up. "See you in class," she said with a smile as she walked to the door. She stopped at the door and turned to him. "I disinfected that, but you should still get it checked. You can say you grabbed a kitchen knife the wrong way." She laughed quietly. "Night." She opened the door slowly, slipping out and into the hall. She stopped at a window for a few moments.

"He's helping me heal dad," she whispered. "I'll make you proud to have me as a daughter." Then she went to her own door, slipping inside quietly. She put her bathrobe on a hanger and slipped back into bed.